"Yos'e one baa-ad bitch Petra, honey!"I smiled and nodded. Besides, I was still a family guy and I was to bereminded of that the very next day. The ...ollowing day I was meeting Judith and my babies at Chicago airport.I had a long drive ahead of me so I decided to hit my bed early. Eddieand Charlie escorted me back to my warehouse for the area was still a bitlonely and spooky at night. Once they saw me to my apartment, they leftto return to the gay club. They were intrigued to meet my wife. I wanted to show you the level of pleasure that most people are capable of ever achieving. High, surrounded by aroused boys, it was a hedonistic heaven.”“Yeah,” she murmured with shame.“Now I want you to think about our time together in the shop.”She glanced at him inquisitive.“Think of the time where you were blindfolded. Go ahead, close your eyes. Tell me about it.”“I ... I was cold. I couldn’t see anything. You made me kneel. It was scary. I was - uhm, my head hurt, my body ... I ... It was. Three months later I was getting those pink slips letting me know, I had to either hustle up and pay up or get out. One night I was headed into my apartment. That's when Mr. Carter caught me. I dropped my ramen noodles out of one of the paper bags from the shock of being caught, to the pavement they fell. He went down to one knee to retrieve them. Taking that time to get the door open, I looked to see just what was taking him so long to rise, that we I saw his eyes move over to my red garter. However, it was very teasing to look her straight in the eye and stroking my cock at the same time. I was eaves dropping on the girl’s conversation and soon I learned that girl facing my tent was Petra. She looked very relaxed and a little dreamy. She didn’t even bother to cross her legs. It looked like she was sitting there with her thoughts a thousand miles away. After a few minutes of staring in Petra’s beautiful vagina, a splendid idea crossed my mind. I remembered I brought binoculars with.